Chapter 238: Daoist Temple (Thanks again to the alliance leader [Spicy Little Chicken Leg])

Above the vast Snow Mountain.

A transcendent figure appeared; he stepped onto the snowy ground, leaving no footprints behind.

"Is this the place?"

Lin Chao's gaze was clear.

When he was with the Feng Family, he had once retrieved a Snow Lotus from thousands of miles away.

At that time, it was to verify a conjecture in his heart.

He had even left a Snow Lotus behind on the Snow Mountain.

That Snow Lotus had been sealed by him with a restriction capable of lasting a thousand years without decaying, hidden deep within the icy mountain.

He simply wanted to see if the Zhu Guo he entered through the Void Pool was the Zhu Guo of history.

His divine sense swept over, penetrating the vast Snow Mountain.

"Hmm, not here?"

Lin Chao was slightly stunned.

In the same location, the Snow Lotus he had left was conspicuously absent.

Could it be that what he experienced in Zhu Guo was false?

He had no intersection with the Feng Clan at all.

Was the Ten Fiends Gate also fake?

There was a trace of strangeness in this.

Lin Chao glanced at the Snow Mountain again, this time examining it carefully.

In an instant, he revealed a smile.

"Interesting."

He had just discovered a trace of abnormality within the Snow Mountain.

That abnormality was very faint; to a god, it was nothing at all.

Yet, it was still captured by Lin Chao.

"Ten thousand years ago, a living being appeared and took that Snow Lotus away?"

Lin Chao immediately formed a deduction.

Back then, the restriction he had casually placed was merely for a test.

He had not expected it to actually be broken by someone.

"To be able to break my restriction, they must have some strength."

Although it was something he did casually, a restriction placed from thousands of miles away.

But he was, after all, a god at the time.

For the other party to break his restriction, they were clearly also a god.

"However, although they opened the restriction and obtained the Snow Lotus, they were injured by my restriction." Lin Chao's gaze was deep.

With a slight deduction, he had obtained this much information.

"Dead? Or were they severely injured and went into hiding?"

Lin Chao thought for a moment.

They probably didn't die.

Otherwise, there would certainly be the corpse of a god here.

His divine sense spread out at this moment.

Suddenly, Lin Chao stopped.

"Sure enough, this world reveals something extraordinary everywhere; my divine sense also seems to have limitations, as the distance it spreads is less than one-thousandth of its potential."

But even so, a few thousand miles was still no problem for Lin Chao.

He looked at the Snow Mountain ahead.

"Whether they are friend or foe, I will lure them out first."

After thinking, Lin Chao placed a medium-sized Transcendence Fragment on the Snow Mountain.

A medium-sized Transcendence Fragment was far more powerful than the previous Transcendence Fragment.

If placed in a world without magic, it could create a place of magic.

It would cause patches of Transcendentals to appear.

However, the real world revealed strangeness everywhere.

The last Transcendence Fragment only created one snake and produced the Myriad Demon Blood.

The commotion last time was very small; even if there were Transcendentals, it was very difficult to sense it.

This time, he placed a medium-sized Transcendence Fragment.

Perhaps it could attract some attention.

If the person who took the Snow Lotus appeared, Lin Chao could meet them to see if they were friend or foe.

If they did not meet, that was fine too.

Lin Chao's figure disappeared.

When he appeared this time, he was remarkably at Weicheng Mountain.

It was just that the Weicheng Mountain of the past had now been renamed Gui Shan.

On Gui Shan, there was still a Daoist temple.

This temple was built to be even more magnificent than the original Daoyi Guan.

Lin Chao stepped on the stairs, his heart quite moved.

For those 120,000 mornings, he held the butterfly bird, stepping through the morning dew, heading toward the Daoist temple.

The mountain was still the same mountain, but the Daoist temple was no longer the same temple.

On the steps, men and women in twos and threes were chatting.

"I heard many people come to this temple to pray for marriage, and it's very effective."

"Yes, yes, yes. My friend came here to burn incense with their blind date last time, and after they went back, both of them had a tacit understanding and never contacted each other again."

"..."

A piece of pure Earth, three sticks of clear incense; all that is prayed for and sought is granted.

Lin Chao stepped into the Daoist temple.

Inside the temple, quite a few people were burning incense, and quite a few were checking in and taking photos.

Lin Chao's appearance did not attract anyone's attention.

His gaze fell upon the statue enshrined in the temple.

On it, there was no spiritual charm.

Lin Chao sighed leisurely.

This statue, compared to the statue at Daoyi Guan, was far too Ordinary.

Of course, in the eyes of the world, this statue still looked mighty and extraordinary.

"Sigh." Lin Chao let out a deep sigh.

Half a day later.

The young Daoist priest had an excited look on his face: "Master, we just dug up a statue on the mountain. It should be one that the temple used to enshrine, but the statue is a bit damaged, and I don't know which Perfected Person it is."

The temple master of the Daoist temple flicked his horsetail whisk lightly: "Take me to see it."

In the current era, except when meeting outsiders or on special occasions, these Daoist priests are careful with their speech.

Usually, their interactions are very down-to-earth, and they even keep up with trends.

"It's here. I can't recognize which figure of our Daoist school this is." The little Daoist priest brought the temple master to the Back Mountain.

The temple master frowned: "It truly does not look like a Perfected Person of our Daoist school."

"Shall we ignore it, or destroy it?" The little Daoist priest laughed, "This statue has already cracked and is no longer in human shape; it is of no great use."

If it is not a Perfected Person of the Daoist school, perhaps it belongs to another faction.

This Gui Shan has not only seen Daoist temples appear, but also Buddhist temples, general temples, and the like.

This might be some competitor.

The temple master nodded, feeling that what the little Daoist priest said made sense.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of clarity fill his mind.

Unaccountable thoughts arose in his mind, and he blurted out: "Wait, I recognize it. This is the Dao Ancestor of our Daoist school. We must enshrine it!"

"Master, our Daoist school has no Dao Ancestor!

Our lineage does not acknowledge the existence of a Dao Ancestor either!" the little Daoist priest quickly mentioned.

The Mythical system of Daxia Country is vast.

Just speaking of the Daoist school, it is divided into many lineages, and each lineage has its own Perfected Person.

As for the Dao Ancestor, the Dao Ancestors recognized by several lineages are not even the same person.

Their lineage does not recognize a Dao Ancestor.

"How can there be no Dao Ancestor? Today, there is one!" The temple master steeled his heart.

"But if the lineage master finds out, they won't acknowledge that our Pure Void Temple belongs to the Qingwei lineage."

"If they don't acknowledge it, then they don't. From now on, we will form our own sect.

Today, our temple will change its name... to Daoyi Guan!"

"Master, you absolutely cannot!

Our Pure Void Temple already has meager income. If we leave the Qingwei lineage, I fear our resources will be cut off and we will have no way to survive," the little Daoist priest hurriedly advised.

He knew the capabilities of the Qingwei lineage.

They have extensive connections and many promotional resources.

If the connection is severed, it would be a serious loss for the temple.

"Hmph, who is the temple master?"

"You are, Master!"

"Who is the master?"

"You are!"

"Whose property is this temple?"

"It's Master's."

"Then who do you listen to?"

"I listen to Master."

"Hurry and find someone to replace this statue and change the name of the temple for me," the temple master said loudly.

The little Daoist priest was helpless and could only do as his master said.

Who told him that this temple belonged to his master?

However, even now, he could not understand what had happened to his master.

Had he gone mad?

"Wangyue, I know you don't understand, but this time, follow your master's lead, and you definitely won't be wrong." A sharp look flashed in the Daoist priest's eyes.

He looked at the statue on the ground, revealing a look of reverence.

(End of chapter)